The weekly sentinel. [volume] (Winston-Salem, N.C.) 1886-1887, 1887-06-30

preaching Salem. Before long we
came upon the young Yadkin, who
Of course, here is quite baby yet,
compared to what we know him
lower down its course. The valley
of the upper Yadkin is noted, as ev-
erybody knows, for its idyllic beauty,
rich variety and fruitfulness. We
made the distance from Blowing
Rock to Wilkesboro along the river,
leisurely, in three days. We enjoyed
the noble hospitality of Mr.. Sam.
Patterson, Mr.. Ferguson and Mr..
Horton on this part of our journey.
The kindness and genial interest
which we experienced at these houses,
will remain deeply impressed in our
remembrance. 1t was but in keep
ing or in harmony with the general
loveliness of that whole happy val
ley.
AT Wilkesboro we are really but
a four-days' tramp from Salem. As
we had still seven days at our dis
posal, we determined not to take the
short and rather dull route through
Yadkin county, but to make good,
what | had already regretted as an
oversight on our up-journey, viz ::
make a northerly side trip, to visit
the wonderful rock scenery around
Trap Hill.
On the second day, after leaving
Wilkesboro, we got, about noon, to
the house of Squire Joynes on the
upper Roaring River. There we
had got to the right place, indeed,
in every respect for our purpose.
The whole afternoon Squire Joynes
walked about with us through the
most wonderful and grand, granite
mountain scenery that I had ever
seen. We went to Cedar rocks, the
Wolf rocks-saw the little Stone
mountain-all such features COM
pared to which the well-known fiat
rock scenery near Salem is but as
a very small dwarf, compared to a
big giant.
The most wonderful feature in the
landscape consists in the so-called
Stone Mountain, (the large Stone
Mountain III contrast to the little
one) mountain about three miles
in circumference, at least seven hun
dred feet high, and-now comes the
wonderful part about it-formed lit
orally Of a single block of granite.
No rent, no crevice is to be seen any
where, only a few little runnels hol-
lowed out by water coming down
the mountain-all the rest Of the
mountain is bald rock, with the ex-
ception of a little growth on the top.
This Stone mountain is dangerous to
degree-much more dangerous than
any precipice, because near that, you
can see the edge and can keep at a
safe distance, whilst this Stone Noun
tain presents to any one on its top,
no edge of precipice; the rock on
ly slopes slightly at first, slopes more
steeply the further one goes and at
last passes into an absolute precipice
by imperceptible degrees. A fear
ful accident happened here some ten
years ago. 4 gentleman with his
newly married wife and some friends
had gone to the top. The gentleman
was venturesome, going rather far
out on the sloping rock. His young
wife followed him, trying to keep
him back. When he set his foot
into one of the little rills, wet at the
time, he slipped, she tried to hold on
to him, alas! it was too late! The
man slid down, feet foremost lying
within the little runnel He had
presence of mind to stiffin his body
and to hold up his head, his chin
pressed against his chest. He re-
manned conscious until he came to
the steepest part, then consciousness
left him, while he was shot down
like an arrow among the loose stones
below.
just So
It is the editors duty to speak of
his town as the loveliest place be-
meath Heavens blue arch. Speak
of the deceased citizen as fallen
oak when he dies of the um-iams.
Call man a prominent and infu-
entail citizen when you know he is
the best poker player in town. Speak
of little street Arab as bright
eyed youth ON the road to fame, and
of a big-footed, red-headed, newly
married woman as the beautiful and
accomplished bride. Call a man who
has a few dusty bolts of calico and
a soldiers blue coat a prosperous and
experienced dry goods merchant.